Visitors 101 Our most distant cousins have been visiting us for millennia. It is only in relatively recent history since the invention of the camera that their surprisingly friendly visitations have been documented on film. Previously humans relied on written accounts or artistic depictions, some of which we hope to show you should they be released to us soon. However this evidence, when it occasionally surfaces is quickly confiscated or ridiculed and labelled as a hoax, so amazingly these visits remain merely a myth until this day. In dusty boxes hidden in shady museums and secure facilities these pictures are mostly hidden away indefinitely until someone discovers them and is brave enough to leak them onto the internet and into public consciousness. Here is our first batch of pictorial documentation of these visitors throughout the ages. Visitor 055 - c1920s Thrummingly Hairy Orbacious Lurk Oh, glubbledrops and twigglefeet, there it sat, the thrummingly hairy orbacious lurk, plomping down in the garden mist, swaller of dawns and duskish murk. Eyes? Blacker than a blarney’s blots, two chasms through which voided gleams of winks unwinked, seen all yet shown none. Its legs—oh those tree-trunkish lumbers, roots to sky-ward, stumping and slorping as if the earth were made of wibbledeedoo! The creet, oh my creet, in me garden patch, it shumpers and shufflers through the ivy and begonias, creeping to no place in particular, yet everwheresome at once. What to say of its face, or was it facelessness, round as a barn-dancer’s folly, but there, always there, watching not watching, as the grass bowed under its orb-like mass! Ah, the gnatterwhacks you could share with it!